Senri lived in a condo located in the upper class area of the city given to people who made a (more than) comfortable income. It had a luxurious lobby, well-constructed surroundings, and offered security and privacy to their occupants. Senri lived on the 15th floor, down the hallway and a turn from the elevator in a relatively isolated area.
Senri covered his yawn with one hand, leaning against the doorway with a positively dark look. There were bags beneath his eyes, looking as if he hadn't slept properly for 3 days. But in reality, Senri was slow to wake up and irritable while doing so. He normally wasn't awake until the early hours of afternoon, his job often scheduled around his unusual hours.
Not to mention that his last job had finished late in the day, taking all day until the studio's closing time. In the end, Senri had gone to sleep at 5 a.m.
However, the door had been knocked on insistently for the last 15 minutes with no indication of going away. Who the hell would be knocking?! His address was listed as private, and Senri hardly divulged his address for situations exactly like this. He was barely dressed, having dragged himself out of bed, clad in a pair of jeans and a white short sleeve shirt that was not yet tied. At this point, on his day off, he just wanted to get back into bed. To sum up his feelings, he wanted to kill somebody.
He opened it with an irritated yank of the door, looking as if death had warmed over. "It's my day off, so why exactly are you here, you brat?" The expression on his face was anything but welcome, bording on the opposite side actually.
..Needless to say, his guests were not who he expected.
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